Author's note-We're in Spike's POV till about halfway through the chapter, then we go into Drizzt. I'll give you a heads up.
Wow, this is amazing. This place, this mall. It's all so new. I mean, I'm old. Really old. Like, couple hundred years old. So I was amazed when I didn't get the virus. We all were. Even Buffy, though she wouldn't admit that she cared. She's been a little weird since the Dracula thing, let me tell you. She's become worse since we arrived here. But it looks like we're staying. Amber just called a meeting, and we're in. So, of course, little Dawnie is thrilled. She loves this place. I couldn't be more overjoyed for us all. Just means we're easy bait for those crazies. Though, funnily enough, I trust that Drizzt guy. He says he can help defend us. Why do I believe him? I don't know. Guess it's cause he's like me. We're both gonna be around long after these people are gone. They always say only opposites attract. So why do I like Drizzt? I honestly couldn't tell you.
Author's note-Heads up, Drizzt now.
I don't know why I did it. Why I agreed to stay. I mean, it isn't because I like half these people. They're great and all, but, well, I don't know. I just don't trust them. They seem nice, but, I mean, look at the shock Spike had when he met me. He freaked. And now, he likes me. I don't get it. He acted exactly like Bruenor. Hated me until he got to know me. And now, well, now I can't get a moment's peace. What with Spike and those crazies. I've not gotten a moment's rest since they got here. But I do like Spike, in a weird we're-both-immortal way. I mean, it's really freaky. Though, he is going to be around even after me. He's the immortal one. I'm just a drow, after all. Seven or eight centuries and I'll be gone. I don't often understand things in my life, but I do understand that Spike and I would make a great team, were we to team up. And we absolutely will make a great team. At least I think so. Let's see if Spike agrees.